Though an long-term reader of many of the stories published here, only until now have I built up the audacity to place a story on this site. I welcome all positive commentary, feedback and suggestions since I am still trying to get the hang of this whole experience. I once wanted to be a serious writer but that has been regulated to hobby and this is how it will manifest today. Thank you!

UPDATE*

Forgive me for not updating my stories in recent months but I started working for the federal government and that has taken away a large amount of time I usually devote towards writing. Almost everyday I get up at 4am and go to bed at 10pm due to my commute and regular 8-hour work days with no Saturdays off (gotta love that legislative branch). But when I'm not chasing after constituents and keeping the halls of Congress from crumbling, I do carry my little memo pad with me. Most people think I'm just taking notes, but this is where I get the majority of my writing done now. My writing process goes from the memo pad to editing and then typing the final work and posting it here and now that I've gotten used to the chaos that is the US Capitol Building, I can start posting chapters again. I've already finished with 'Under the Harvest Moon' and I am in the editing/typing phase. Ideas are forming for the sequel and I've already begun sketching scenes so you'll get to see what happens in Haddonfield. I miss Violet Pierce from 'Ghosts in the Fog' and I want to get back to her soon too. But I ask that you just hold on a little while longer because as a true bureaucrat, this is going to take time but I promise to not let another month pass without posting again. And I also swear to let you all know the next time something major happens in my life that will prevent me from posting regularly.

He never thought that lust would so control his actions or that lust would eventually turn to more. He took a woman that wanted no part of him and he believed would never love him. He had always been denied love and all he ever wished for, was for her to return his. Eventually, he discovered that he would do anything, if only she would love him back... Warnings: rape and abuse

He had originally intended to kill her; she was far too beautiful to live when he was so hideous. But when he came to her in the dead of night, she spoke to him. And so began the love that would slowly heal his soul and make him truly, desperately human.

On a dark night in Haddonfield, Michael Myers rescues a woman who is being raped. He takes her to his childhood home, keeping her prisoner. Refusing to speak aloud, Michael writes her sticky notes. MichaelxOC. COMPLETE! Over 120k views! Reader discretion - please be aware I started writing this when I was 13. A lot will not make sense and is very silly. I plan to edit the story.

Gold rained from the heavenly skies as the Gods celebrated the birth of their newest creation. They raised their whine high, knowing their future problems would be saved. Of course, I knew nothing of this then and now. PerseusxOC

Stockholm Syndrome : A psychological condition in which the hostage emotionally bonds to their captor. The Joker abducts Rachel in order to lure Batman and they both start developing odd..'feelings' i suck at summary's just R&R Joker/Rachel.

It took him years to perfect the illusion. And all it took was one clever, slightly unstable psychologist to ruin everything, to see beyond the mask and recognize him for what he really was. Emory Brighton knew she was signing her death warrant when she agreed to meet Michael, because Emory knew the truth... that Michael wasn't mentally unstable. He was just very, very smart.

A story about Rachel and the Joker, and what she does to save Harvey. Based on Heath Ledger's sexy Joker, set pre-Dark Knight. Sex, mild violence. I own none of the characters. Now complete. And hey, there's a sequel-"Don't Joke W/Me". Check it out!

Angelina Ramsey has survived the terrors of Halloween night and her tragic romance with the silent murder, Michael Myers, but as she tries to regain her childhood, the rest of Haddonfield, Illinois is reeling. Secrets that were long since buried are uncovered, her dear friend Laurie is rebelling, and their once sleepy town is being engulfed in fanaticism and controversy.

Violet stands to inherit a newly restored Talbot Hall from distant relatives and when she enters foggy Blackmoor, she finds evidence of a great tragedy that connects her to an otherworldly presence that welcomes her into the jaws of an awful mystery.

At the bottom of a broken staircase, Angelina is whimpering in pain as a shape methodically approaches her. Preparing herself to be left to a horrific and bloody death, she could not possibly guess Michael Myers' true intentions I do not own Halloween